Whenever I reminesce about people I've known and places I've been, it's not because I choose to live in the past, but to recall and remember an especially sweet moment, silly happening, sad event shared with family or friends - each one contributing to the fabric of my life, adding much to the history of being me. Every individual has their own unique history and story to tell. One that is often marked with both profound saddness and sublime joy.
From the very start, my parents,grand-parents, and brother; Aunts, uncles, cousins, school friends, neighborhood friends, church friends, work friends; my spouse and sons - each on has colored my life with different hues of a glorious rainbow, creating a portrait of memories I will always hold dear.
Friday, May 28, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Life's Blessing
During a recent weekend visit with two of my long time friends, we sat for hours at our leisure, talking about many different things - something good friends are apt to do when getting together. At one point, one friend commented how she and her family were extremely blessed, and was grateful for the good life they had.
Some time later when I was alone with the quiet, and my own silent thought , I reflected on what it means to be 'blessed' in life. I considered my friends analogy that she and her family have been relatively free from strife, financially and personally so therefore 'blessed'; I certainly agree. My whole life I have had friends and relatives who are 'blessed' in just that way, due to good choices and circumstances, and pondered if that was the only criteria for consideration of being blessed .
I concluded not every one has the same opportunity to achieve wealth, or is chosen for promotion - regardless of how smart they are or how hard they work, nor is every parent free from the hardships of daily living and raising upright kids, whether they are present to their children or not. Why that is, I don't know. What I do know is God has a purpose and plan for each of us. From the very beginning we are 'blessed' with the gift of life ; Whether the road is smooth or full of potholes, His indwelling presence does not discriminate. It is up to us to receive His gift of faith and trust. In doing so, we are truly blessed.
Some time later when I was alone with the quiet, and my own silent thought , I reflected on what it means to be 'blessed' in life. I considered my friends analogy that she and her family have been relatively free from strife, financially and personally so therefore 'blessed'; I certainly agree. My whole life I have had friends and relatives who are 'blessed' in just that way, due to good choices and circumstances, and pondered if that was the only criteria for consideration of being blessed .
I concluded not every one has the same opportunity to achieve wealth, or is chosen for promotion - regardless of how smart they are or how hard they work, nor is every parent free from the hardships of daily living and raising upright kids, whether they are present to their children or not. Why that is, I don't know. What I do know is God has a purpose and plan for each of us. From the very beginning we are 'blessed' with the gift of life ; Whether the road is smooth or full of potholes, His indwelling presence does not discriminate. It is up to us to receive His gift of faith and trust. In doing so, we are truly blessed.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Thirty- Two
Thirty-two years of married life
thirty-two years being husband and wife
thirty-two years of days well lived;
Building a business
raising children
making a home
Thirty-two years not all free
from strife; Challenges met, struggles
solved; A marriage built on faith's foundation;
committment, friendship and love.
Gary and i celebrated our anniversary with early morning kisses and hugs, reminisced about the day we said, "I do", and marvelled how quickly the years passed by. Late afternoon our young son, Gavin took us for a steak dinner; When we protested the cost was too high he said, "No, Mother and Dad, this is my gift to the two of you."
thirty-two years being husband and wife
thirty-two years of days well lived;
Building a business
raising children
making a home
Thirty-two years not all free
from strife; Challenges met, struggles
solved; A marriage built on faith's foundation;
committment, friendship and love.
Gary and i celebrated our anniversary with early morning kisses and hugs, reminisced about the day we said, "I do", and marvelled how quickly the years passed by. Late afternoon our young son, Gavin took us for a steak dinner; When we protested the cost was too high he said, "No, Mother and Dad, this is my gift to the two of you."
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